The people outside were working hard, and in no time, the second batch of clay bricks was fired. The earthen stove didn't need many clay bricks, and the work that would normally take a day was greatly improved in efficiency thanks to Chen Yourun and the help of the three children.

Several people were working on it.

Tian Youwei suddenly stopped what he was doing. He twitched his nose and took a deep breath. "It smells so good!"

The others stopped as well, and then one after another they smelled the special, rich, indescribable scent floating in the air, which made their mouths water!

When the first batch came out of the oven, Da Wa and Er Wa had completely betrayed Yin Lan. They ran straight into the house, squatted down next to Yin Lan, and stared intently at what Yin Lan was putting into the bowl.

It's pig offal?

How could pig offal smell so good?

When the two children learned that their mother was going to cook pig offal, they were actually a little disappointed because no one had ever cooked pig offal well before.

But.....

Was their mother really a goddess?

Her hands are not those of an ordinary person, are they?

How can you make pork offal smell so delicious?

"Big brother, open your mouth," Yin Lan said.

The eldest child couldn't wait and put a small piece of pig intestine into his mouth.

My eldest son had eaten pig intestines before, and the taste was indescribable—a strange, foul odor, and they were also very tough to chew.

Yin Lan's pig intestines were cooked for a long time, and the brine was used to clean the intestines very thoroughly, completely masking their odor.

With the perfect blend of oil, sugar, and spices, the exquisite and rich flavors are all concentrated in the small pig offal. When you take a bite, the expected stench is nowhere to be found. Instead, an endless fragrance fills your mouth, and it even has a bit of chewiness. The more you eat, the more delicious it becomes, making you want to swallow your tongue.

The eldest child squinted his eyes, chewed twice, and then swallowed it impatiently, his whole face beaming with satisfaction.

"Delicious! So delicious! Super delicious! There's nothing better in the world! How can offal smell so good? This isn't offal, this is definitely not!"

Erwa also grabbed a bite, and then his whole face lit up with an alarming brightness.

So delicious! So delicious!

People outside knew that the food served today was pig offal, but no one had any objections. Zhao Dashan even thought that Madam Yin had gone to great lengths.

But I also know that this thing can't possibly taste very good.

But now, just smelling it makes my mouth water uncontrollably. This is pig offal. How can this make pig offal?

Yin Lan cut the pig intestines into small pieces, sliced ​​the pig liver into thin slices, and chopped the shiny, enticing pig trotters into small pieces as well, making them easier to eat.

Finally, we used up all the ceramic basins in the house, filling three large basins to the brim. We also stir-fried some wild vegetables, which was different from what other people made, with added oil.

Thinking that Chen Yourun had returned and that Old Madam Chen had helped make clothes and brought some things over before, Yin Lan took a small bowl, put some of each kind in it, and asked Erwa to deliver it to Old Madam Chen.

Erwa picked up the bowl and ran off.

He ran like the wind. Since it was daytime, there were some villagers on the road. News of what anyone was going to do spread like wildfire. They roughly knew that Yin was going to cook a stove and eat pig offal.

Normally, this would be quite good, but since Madam Yin had just received so much meat, she didn't offer any of it. Instead, she used pig offal to entertain people, which made the villagers frown and chirp.

Upon seeing Erwa, someone asked, "Chen Erwa, what do you eat at home? Doesn't the smell of pig offal pungent? Can you even bite into those big pig trotters?"

"Ha ha ha ha...."

But before the laughter subsided, they suddenly smelled a wafting fragrance.

They had never smelled anything like it before, but that didn't stop everyone from taking a deep breath and then subconsciously swallowing.

It smells so good!

What can smell so good?

Erwa ran past like the wind, and the aroma became even stronger, making people crave it even more.

"Pork offal, my mom's pork offal is so delicious!"

Erwa disappeared in a flash.

The remaining villagers looked at each other in bewilderment. Pig offal? Something that smelled so good was pig offal? Had Erwa misspoke, or had they misheard?

Wait a minute, Madam Yin made offal today, but why does it smell so good? It's almost unbearably fragrant!

Erwa dashed off to the Chen family's house, repeating countless times along the way to everyone who asked him questions, "Pig offal, pig offal, it's pig offal."

Along the way, we were constantly amazed.

How did the Yin family manage to make it smell so good?

"She actually brought food to the Chen family? The Chen family didn't help with the kitchen at all, tsk tsk tsk... How could the Chen family be so shameless?"

"Isn't the Yin family known for being stingy? They don't seem that way at all..."

The pig offal was sent to the Chen family, just as Hu was having a disagreement with Old Madam Chen over the clothes.

Ever since I heard from the child that the wages for making clothes have actually increased to ten coins, even the third son's family, who are just helping out and can't actually do much, can still get two coins.

Hu had been able to tolerate it before, but now she completely disagreed. So she told Old Madam Chen that she would make the rest of the clothes.

Grandma Chen intended to save the money for her eldest, second, and third sons to get married. If she gave up the job, all the money would definitely go to the second son's family.

Although they are all her own children, the eldest has suffered too much anger and hardship since he was a child.

So when faced with Hu's statement, Old Mrs. Chen directly refused, but Hu's expression changed immediately.

“Mother, we haven’t separated our family yet. The money you earn belongs to the whole family. It’s not that I’m after that little bit of money, but it’s just the way things are. You have to give me some money.”

But in the past, when the second son went to work in the county town, the money he earned was never confiscated. Old Master Chen turned a blind eye to it, clearly showing his favoritism towards the second son.

How could this Ms. Hu say such a thing so matter-of-factly?

Old Mrs. Chen herself disagreed.

Mrs. Hu's face darkened immediately. "Fine, then from now on, we'll eat separately."

Hu's confidence in speaking like a northerner stemmed from her own experience; she had given birth to the Chen family's only male heir. Of course, Yin's three children did not count, as Old Master Chen refused to acknowledge them.

After the family's money was confiscated, unlike other families where the mother-in-law managed it, it was in the hands of Old Master Chen. The reason the family ate meat that time wasn't because of her child.

Therefore, in Hu's eyes, even the third son's family, including Old Mrs. Chen, were just people who were freeloading off her child.

Since that's the case, she won't give it to me now; we'll eat separately.

It just so happens that the meat that the third son of the Chen family brought back has already been eaten, so the meat that his family brought back belongs only to them.